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slump - wild wild west (feat. weeb twat, redd, 601xans & mol$) كلمات الأغنية

[hook: 601xans]
pull up i was straight flexin’
pop another bean now
pull up i was straight flexin’
yeah i’m a feen now, yeah
yeah i pull up i was flexin’ yeah i was flexin’ yeah i was flexin’

[verse 1: weeb tw-t]
b-tch with a nasty tone
b-tch i should’ve known
man i can moan
gotta pull out a loan
no thrones all games
b-tch i need my own
pick up the d-mn phone
pretty kitty, black n white
light in the city, song no ditty
pity date seph, deaf -ss
minus f in dairy, b-tch -ss cary
nowhere seen in the library
i’m barry allen, but not fast
i’m mean, but not last
old broken foot, with a cast
got the fiddy dolla bill not gonna k!ll bill
not in detroit city, no exploit
i’m not getting rich, not even tryin’
low pitch voice got nothing with me
you should see i am no switch
i’m not gonna twitch in there, it has hair?
bad happening before, not with a knife
not with a wife

[verse 2: redd]
i’m not a f-ckin’ weaboo
most of these mr’s p–poo, gonna make you get the flu
something did happen to my dad, it was bad
not here is gonna make me sad but when i’m mad
gonna get a glock and run you off your block
i’m a f-cking p-ssed off lad, knock knock leaving your -ss
no poo sock jokes here that’s childish sh-t
not gonna say lit ever again, would rather hit a kid again
n-gg- breakin’ me and my friends outta cl-ss
already gonna p-ss this chick up on tinder
i don’t need no l-ss when i can look through gl-ss to some naked b-tch
need no f-ckin’ ho, yeah you do f-ckin’ know
oh f-ck i gotta go, black as a ninja call me po
not a low blow if it’s me, myself and i
today this is gonna be ride or die
i don’t feel as american as that pie
why did this d-ck touch my thigh?
eye spy with my little d-ck, some sick b-tch to f-ck
oh nah sh-t that’s wrong
i’ll just f-ck a b-tch from hong-kong, with my dong
let me take off her thong, and get my f-ckin’ bong
this song good sh-t, but i’m not too strong
not buff too, let me take a puff of that sh-t
feels like i’m snoop dogg’s brother, black and back
now let me take a log on your grave, wave bye

[verse 3: 601xans]
you know that i spray with my weston
f-ck up a check then i pull up straight flexin
my life is changing yeah i hop in the vette b-tch
you know that i’m next yeah you know that i’m next b-tch
i can’t f-ck with, f-ck with my ex b-tch
f-ck her then i p-ss her to the next b-tch
only wanted me cause i was flexin yeah
don’t come to me i won’t write you a check b-tch
you goin right so i swerve to the left b-tch
the last hoe she loved me then she left
yeahyeah, she left
but my life is changin’ yeah i hop up in the vette, yeah i hop up in the vette now yeah
yeah you know that i’m up now know that i’m now yeah
yeah
yeah you know that i’m up now know that i’m now yeah

[verse 4: mol$]
ben her over hit the back
shout out force i’ma rap
make your grandma have a f-ckin heart attack
ain’t no b-tch slit my wrists
watch me pull up big drip like i’m kif
swish swish that’s your b-tch mega drip just a tip hit my line
or the sh-ll will hit your lip
i ain’t f-cking with you lil’ bros
and your bars are sh-t hoe
talking like you ever holding up again?
ego burning hotter than the f-cking sun
i go flex on my ex
ari grande thank you next
i don’t pull up with a tech
i won’t lie i am up next
i ain’t shek you a shrek cash a check
you in debt
you in debt bro
put the time in
put the rhyme in
stop the crying
why you lying
start trying
start flying
it’s been mols gotta go
gotta flow
and i am bouta hit the nae nae cause i’m bouta f-ckin’ blow

[verse 5: $lump]
this the motherf-ckin’ wild wild west
we’re the f-ckin’ best out there
you should know lil’ b-tch, lil’ pest
don’t take too kindly to your -ss, ho
go in cl-ss suck my teacher’s toe
lil’ fan, lil’ stan get in my f-ckin’ van
not gonna touch underage breast, drake, trump
$lump, lil pump
not talkin’ about a guest in a y’know what game
b-tch you should’ve known i was the first flame
in the frame, you know my name
not the same (promise this the last claim i make)
you gonna quake, you gonna shake
gonna take your daughter and f-ck her bes’ call me a snake
this the f-ckin’ slaughter but we’re not at crystal lake
break it, you fake gonna make you drown in water
lavender town, down in h-ll don’t ring a bell
not gonna say isabelle n-gg- isabelle
thas’ for the wigga who live n well
gonna sell my child to african people
he’s f-ckin’ wild, don’t go dwell down there
you’ll see mommy dead, with also red
go lay in your bed, you’re special ed
don’t make me cut your head open little guy
say bye, do not cry little one or i’m gonna shun you
lately it’s been me vs. the world
you don’t see it yet bud, flood of bullsh-t
gonna hit someone with a thud, in the sea
three of us know what i’m talking about
don’t make me f-cking shout (shout)
i don’t agree with you, can’t find you in 3d
i’m trying to be kind tryin’ to find the key
don’t you mind, gonna grind, new k!lling spree
who next? you? not a cat or a cow so no moo
i just know what i do, blues gotta clue
gonna go all through, hit em’ with a ball, shoe
gonna screw your b-tch, she ugly lookin’ like a glitch
throw her in a ditch like slim shady, f-ck tom brady
high pitch

[hook: 601xans & $lump]
popping all the bean!
pull up i was straight flexin’
pop another bean now
pull up i was straight flexin’
yeah i’m a feen now, yeah
yeah i pull up i was flexin’ yeah i was flexin’ yeah i was flexin’

[outro: 50 cent]
i put a hole in a n-gg- for f-ckin’ with me

- slump

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